Hubby Cam said something brilliant the other day: “Babies are like a great vacation, in that you always want more.”
It happened during a discussion about whether we’ll have more kids.
Honestly, we don’t know. Some days, two seems like enough. That’s especially the case when there’s been a lot of screaming.
Other days, I swear I want a dozen more (hmm… I wonder if this thought occurs most often while they’re sleeping?).
It’s nice to have one of each—that is, a boy and a girl. On the other hand, I’ve always thought every girl should have a sister. I’m sure this is because I’m very close to my own sister. If we didn’t get along at all, like friends of mine with sisters, it would be a different story.
And if every girl needs a sister, doesn’t every boy need a brother?
There are days when I look at Chloe’s tiny fingers … her chubby leg rolls … her bright eyes … and I just want to devour her, I’m so in love. Other times, I cringe at how quickly she’s growing up. Right now, she’s a rolling, smiley baby. In no time at all, she’ll be zooming around on all fours … then walking … then graduating college …
Those thoughts prompted my chat with Cam about having more kids. I felt like I need to know whether this was the extent of my baby adventures. Not that I’d savor Chloe any less if we planned to give her more siblings, but just that I wanted to know if I’d get more.
That’s when he made his vacation comment. I started thinking about some of the best vacations we’ve taken and how we exhausted ourselves making sure we did everything, saw everything, and experienced everything. Thorough though we were, we always left wanting more, or at least wanting to go back.
I think it’s good to accept this when it comes to babies. No matter how much effort you put into making the most of every precious moment, some part of you will always want more. Even if you can’t ever satisfy that feeling, at least there’s satisfaction in knowing your joy is simply so great, it won’t ever be completely fulfilled.